《Salty but Sweet- Kei Tsukishima X Black Fem Reader》Sour n' sweet
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Sour
Not many people had this ability
The ability to make him truly cower
But when it came y/n
Everything was fair game.
Willing to risk his dignity to keep her sweet
Don't mess with him when you meet.
Sweet
She really was sweet
It had people falling at her feet
But all sweet things turn bad
But Kei was there to keep her from going mad.
Y/n and Kei
Tsukishima and l/n.
They were meant to be
It was in the stars
Even if it meant uncovering hidden scars
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Impulsively , I stepped infront of y/n. My arm stopping her from getting any closer to the dumb bitch infront of me.
"What the fuck did you just say?" I almost shouted, my eyes narrowing down at her. She was disgusting. A disgusting little brat. I originally didn't want to waste any breath on her. But she hurt the beautiful girl beside me. I could see it in her eyes.
Her normally sweet and care free features had turned sour. Her sugary smile replaced with a foul scowl.
"You heard what I said Tsukki. She's a blackie. A nigger. Why do you want her. Why is she your girlfriend?" The demon Incarnate infront of me said.
Damn why can't I remember her name?
I looked at y/n, her lip quivered and her fist was clenched. She was going to say something , and there was no stopping her this time.
"Wow. Did he reject you or something?" She began, "And being racist? Please do better. I know I'm good looking and amazing and it's hard to NOT be obsessed with me but god damn this is bloody fan behaviour." Her tone dripped sarcasm. I couldn't help but grin at her ability to keep her composure in a situation like this.
"If the colour of my skin bothers you that much, just walk away. You clearly have some problems and they're not with me, insecure little shit. Yes I'm black , yes I'm a nigger. But at the end of the day he chose me not you. Why? Because I don't judge people on the way they look." She transitioned from her sarcastic tone to seriousness. Intimidating the little witch that stood before us.
Y/n let out a little giggle . " Personality is a thing little miss racist and mine is top tier so take a hike. Actually don't even bother , you still wouldn't be able to reach me." I internally chuckled at her witty comment. I knew I'd had to save that for later, maybe to use on Shoyo. Without the racist thing obviously.
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"Also go educate yourself on the n word before throwing it around like a fucking bouncy ball. It's highly offensive to use against me and any other black person. It's not my job as a black person to tell you what's right and wrong. But it's my job to inform you when you have done something offensive and it's YOUR job to educate yourself. If I catch you saying the n word again, I won't hesitate to report it. This is your first and last warning." Y/n's tone was stern and serious.
At this point in time I couldn't help but be proud of her. She stuck up for herself so effortlessly and flawlessly. Without being trashy or unnecessarily rude. It's no wonder I like her.
The girl in-front of me looked like she just had her arse slapped. The look on her face was priceless. "Come on Kei let's go." She said to me holding out her hand.
"Hey wait a minute shortcake." I said to her , then turning back to face the creature who had hurt my precious y/n.
"Why do I like y/n?" I asked the girl. Reminiscing on the moment she just had I turned to look at her and...
I smiled.
"Well why wouldn't I like her. She's kind ,caring, sweet , funny, sarcastic. She contrasts with me perfectly, but she also fits in with me perfectly. I think she's beautiful always has been always will be. Her skin colour doesn't effect the way I feel for her. Why would it? It's beautiful. Black is beautiful. I love it when she does her hair in different styles . I love it when her skin turns golden in the sunlight. Also before you go around saying slurs... Please reflect on yourself because at the end of the day you're an insecure little bitch. I don't want you. I've never wanted you. Now please leave y/n alone. And do me a favour and leave me alone too. We don't want anything to do with you."
I turned to look at y/n, who seemed to be tearing up. Why was she tearing up? I did the bare minimum, right? Please don't tell me she had to go through things like this before..
Please God, if she did please don't tell me she was by herself....
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I took her hand and brought it up to my lips. Leaving a tender kiss on her hand. She looked up at me and smiled as we started walking. Our hands intertwined.
"Kei... you didn't have to do all that. Thankyou." She said to me , a slight blush crept on my face.
"Of course I had too..."
"It's only our first date Kei , you didn't. Not many would, I'm sorry you had to witness this."
Shortcake, shush. I don't want you going through this alone. Ever. You have me now and if anyone ever tries to repeat what happened today. You just need to tell me okay. I will be there for you shortcake. We can't let them get away with-"
She cut me off with a hug. Her body fitting perfectly with mine. It was like we were meant for eachother. I hugged her back tightening the embrace before pulling away.
I used the tips of my fingers to lift up her chin , and I bent down slightly.
"May I?" I asked her , she nodded in response, going on her tip toes.
I kissed her.
I kissed shortcake.
The kiss was short and sweet. Just like her
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We walked home arm in arm.We laughed , joked, hell I even stole a cheeky kiss every now and again. Shortcake really was something else.
By the time we got to my apartment she was knackered. All she wanted to do was pass out on my sofa.
But I wouldn't allow it.
"Your sleeping on my bed shortcake. End of story." I command.
"But Kei...." she yawned.
"I'll sleep on the sofa y/n," I said. Her face dropped.
"Your not sleeping on the sofa Kei."
"Well where do you want me to sleep?" I smirked at her, too tired to realise my flirtatious tone she yawned.
"On the bed next to me. I want cuddles."
She is way to precious I chuckled to myself before leading her to my bedroom. On the way there she started ranting about a bonnet and how she didn't have one. I internally smiled at her. I didn't want to accidentally offend her.
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"You can wear one of my shirts if you want?" I said to her throwing her one of my T-shirt's.
"Thanks Kei." She smiled putting it on. She was back to her sweet self.
Sweet but tired self.
Y/n crawled into bed. "Your bed is pretty comfy Kei." She said to me.
"Is it?" I said back to her, "I didn't realise." Before crawling into my bed next to her.
"Mmmhhmm. Also your a first year right? How can you afford this place." She asked me. I chuckled a little before explaining my situation.
"This is actually my brothers place. I stay here whilst in Tokyo. He's always at his girlfriend's house though so he's never in. My real apartment is back home in Miyagi. Guess I'll have to take you there someday."
"I'd love that tsukki," she yawned. Inching closer to me with every second. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me.
I kissed her delicately on the cheek, whilst rubbing circles on her shoulder with my thumb. "Anything for you shortcake." I said to her. She smiled at me , and her smile was so contagious that it caused me to smile back.
My stomach felt strange. Like little butterflies were doing backflips inside it. Was this love? No way right? Not this early on....
But she was so god damn perfect. Anyone would fall for her.
Her breathing slowed down and her grip around me loosened.
"She's asleep" I said to myself. I admired the sleeping princess before me. A little drool coming out of her mouth.
Cute. I thought to myself. I'm going to have to thank Yachi for this one.
I suddenly felt my eyelids getting heavy, I guess it was about time I fell asleep too. I wrapped my arms even tighter around y/n and even though she was asleep. She managed to give into the embrace and hold me back.
I'm so thankful for her.
She's an angel.
But I probably won't tell her that.
Yet...
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